Impossible – Adult

It’s impossible not to want you When you look at me like that, Your smile pins me to the bed Makes me want to rip off my clothes. Ideas flood my mind Settling themselves into my body, Riding along my veins And into the vibrating muscles between my legs. I can’t help but open myself up to you Begging you to slide inside, Eager

Messy Artistry

This is my messy art, my heart on a page displayed for strangers who don’t even know my name. I don’t know who I thought I’d be by now. Is this it? Am I it? My awakenings and discoveries both thrill and embarrass me.I’m not sure I’m allowed to be this person… Am I allowed to explore this untamed expression?  I’ll never be

Wild home

I am starting to cherish it, being here out on my own, following a track that leads to places unknown.I’m proud of myselfand how far I’ve travelled, There were only a few moments when I almost unravelled. Never having put myself first before, by endeavouring this solo adventure–I’m becoming my own hero. I’m digging deep,